Analyzia 3 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Wherefrom these shadows emerge in wee hour
Heaving sighs around recalling the years proficient
Wherein our reflecting self crafting the common feelings,
May it obvious to lit the pleasing candle for looking back
With faint ray bellowing feeble smoke for hearts encompassing,
Therein the holy plant upon the majestic basement ancient
Quietly pointing out the lineage what these shadows inherit
In pattern swindling out from decades for vertical extinction.
Wil these shadows sustain in the breath of refreshing air
To blossom tulips under the high looking star consistent?